Jason Roweth

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July 10, 2017

Water is desire. A farm kid learns to do without, or to make-do with an inch in the bottom of the bath, and as oldest kid - last in. Water recedes, more mud showing, sun-dried cracking, drinking water comes on a truck, sheep die, sheep die again - and again… And then -...

July 10, 2017

We rocked and rolled… repeated rhythmic crescendos of rattling trains and bouncing buses - hip flask and mojo in sweet harmony - rocketing us bullshitting tablelands kids into the Bondi sun and surf. Slamming tequila, and getting slammed in the waves. When the bands st...

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Night falls, a piece-perfect puzzle. David Broughton wipes Napoli pizza grease on blue jeans, and holds cool pinball glass. Achingly familiar, impossi...

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